Maybe writing about it will help. I haven’t even been able to open this thread until now and it’s still that awful feeling. Sick feeling and never want to experience again. First time I felt the sting of it was in 1974.
This was even worse than that and even worse than the “too many men game”.
This I thought was the perfect scenario. Seventh game of the Stanley Cup final at home. Surely the Bruins win or I was confident until the Bruins lost the fourth game in St. Louis and
the feeling grew worse up until the 7th game started. I was hoping they would we get an early goal cause then I knew 'Bruins would win.
Instead the opposite happened , not scoring despite loads of chances. I thought the longer the game went on without scoring, the better chance St. Louis would have.
There wasn’t a happier guy on earth when the Bruins won in 2011. I felt like walking on a cloud a for a long time. Just had a happy inner feeling all the time. Nothing would bother me too much at all. I would just smile for myself and knew nothing compared. Maybe sound ridiculous coming from a guy my age but if you've been a die hard fan and followed the team since 71 I think it’s not. I mean every damn day checking in on 'Bruins.
But this was different and I was asking to myself alot of questions I’m sure others had too. Even Butch Cassidy. Crazy questions like
- when the Bruins first line would have an outrageous scoring night again
- when all the Bruins strong leader core would put them together and win at all cost
- why Butch was always talking that the core guys could decide, all when the scoring and creative play came from the other lines. Did he believe too much in Chara and Bergy.
- would Tuukka hold up or would he finally have an off night
Well all of questions were brutally answered in the most negative answers.
-Waited and waited for Bergy, Marchy and Pasta to do something... Still waiting.
- then somehow Marchy manage to quit on a play I couldn’t believe my eyes
-Tuukka becomes avarage
-and you know you’re in trouble when Nordy gets the best opportunities
I changed to listen to Brick on the radio, turning tv sound down in hope of a change of luck.
But, for the Bruins luck wasn’t changing on this night.
As happy I was in 2011 as devastated I was after the 7th game in the series. I thought for sure the Bruins would have some luck after all the drama and tragic injuries to key players drama through so many years of following the Bruins.
But, no luck at all this night. I couldn’t believe it, 'I didn’t want to. I was hoping for a miracle that wouldn’t come. As I sat there alone on my balcony I felt so bad for the guys on the team. I even felt sorry for myself getting older. I thought about my best Bruins friend, the late Roger Naples. Memories from distant past came upon and all the other big playoff losses. Seemed like it all just flushed on me. Some 48 years of following the Boston Bruins. It really was a low point and it hurt badly.
Just now I started to read this thread and realized many more are just as crazy as me or devoted loyal fans of the Boston Bruins. I’m not about to give up on them just yet, never will
